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The
Book of the Native
by
Charles G.D. Roberts
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Up
and Away in the Morning
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Tide’s
at full; the wave breaks white
(Oh, up and away in the
morning);
Blue is the blown grass, red is the height;
Washed with the sun the sail shines white
(Oh, up and away in the
morning). |
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Wide is the world in the laughing sun
(Oh, up and away in the
morning).
Work’s to be done and wealth’s to be
won
Ere a man turns home with the homing sun
(Oh, up and away in the
morning). |
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Long is the heart’s hope, long as the day
(Oh, up and away in the
morning).
Heart has its will and hand has its way
Till the world rolls over and ends the day
(Oh, up and away in the
morning). |
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It’s home that we toil for all day long
(Oh, up and away in the
morning).
Hand on the line and heart in the song,
The labor of love will not seem long
(Oh, up and away in the
morning). |
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